I don't know why I have such a hard time referring to myself as a writer. Maybe it's because I've only been seriously writing for less than a year. Maybe it's because being an English teacher has defined me for so long. But probably it's because I'm afraid. Afraid that I'll never be good enough to see my books sitting on the shelves at Barnes and Noble. Afraid that I'll never be able to quit my day job to write full time. Afraid that I'll never truly reach my writing dreams from over a decade ago.
Yet, my son has no trouble with it. I received the best Mother's Day gift from my eight-year-old: the validation that I am a writer! This is what he wrote in his fill-in-the-blank Mother's Day card that he made at school:
"My mom is a writer and an English teacher. She likes to read long books and write stories. She always tries to write 500 words every night."
If my son can call me a writer, then why can't I? He even put it before my day job! And I love the word goal that he's put into writing. How can I not fulfill it when my sweet little boy is watching out for me, making sure that I obtain what I want to accomplish?
The greatest joy for me will be if I can teach my boys that they can achieve anything they want in life with a lot of determination and hard work. I will publish books that will sit on book stores' shelves, I will be a full time writer, and I will reach my writing dreams. Thank you, my two sons, for your belief in me.
Happy Mother's Day to my blogger friends!